Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 743: Extending Her Middle Finger

Chapter 743: Extending Her Middle Finger

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Mrs. Walton was very patient. She raised her hand and gestured for Ling to look at her chopsticks. “How about this? Take your chopsticks and eat ” Seeing Ling’s adorable face, Mrs. Walton helplessly took a tissue and handed it to her. William quickly took it and wiped her face.

“You have to use chopsticks. Eat like this.” William held his chopsticks and picked up some food while demonstrating how to use them. Amelia also picked up her chopsticks to teach him.

Ling stared and stared. She looked at William and then Amelia. Her fingers moved slightly on her lap, but before she could learn it, William and Amelia couldn’t eat anymore.

Amelia: “No, I can’t teach anymore. My stomach is about to explode!”

William: “I can’t eat anymore either. Burp, brother, you do it.”

Lucas scoffed. “Boring.” He quickly glanced at Ling, his eyes conflicted.

George had been watching silently. “I’ll do it,” he whispered. As soon as he spoke, Ling stared at him again as if she had just noticed him.

George raised his hand. The joints of the hand holding the chopsticks were well-defined, slender, and strong. Ling seemed to be attracted and stared straight at them.

“Pick up your chopsticks,” George said.

Ling raised his hand and looked at his hand. Then, she looked at the chopsticks on the table and grabbed them hesitantly.

George corrected her and straightened the chopsticks in Ling’s hand. “Chopsticks can’t be uneven. The two chopsticks have to be held equally long.” He pushed the long chopsticks so that they were level. “Hold your fingers tightly and don’t point.”

Ling stared at her own hand, then stuck out her middle finger.

Everyone:

George was speechless. He silently pressed two of Ling’s fingers back. Ling subconsciously clenched them.

“The middle finger is below the forefinger. Don’t fllip them. When you pick up food, one finger moves, one stays still. Don’t flip to the dishes in front of others. If you don’t learn etiquette, you can’t stand. Chopstick etiquette is something pa.s.sed down from our ancestors. It represents the basic upbringing at the dining table. You can’t not learn or know. Do you understand?” George looked down at Ling to confirm if she was listening. Unfortunately, she wasn’t.

Ling was staring at her chopsticks in a daze.

Amelia held her chin and asked, “Eldest Uncle, are you sure Eldest Aunt can understand?”

George: ”  Eldest Uncle was negligent.”

William nodded. “That’s right, that’s right. She hasn’t even learned how to speak, and you already want her to learn etiquette?”

George’s face was expressionless. “If you’re good, go ahead.”

Under normal circ.u.mstances, William would immediately shut up, but now that he was a good son who had to protect his mother, he immediately said, “I’ll do it!” At most, he would eat another bowl of rice!

William: “Mom, watch carefully. Take the chopsticks first and then do this. You’ll be able to eat it!”

Ling turned to look at William and then at her hands. This and that, and then she would eat it! Her eyes widened slightly, as if she was happy that she had learned a new skill! Everyone also felt that they saw hope. It was good to be able to teach! If they could teach, there was hope!

Mrs. Walton said in a good mood, “How about this? In the future, you have to learn to speak first. You can only speak if you can understand. Only when you can speak can you understand more. Let’s start with Heaven, Earth, and person. You, me, and him.” The first grade of elementary school started with Heaven, Earth, person, you, me, and him.

Amelia said happily, “I know how to do that! Heaven!” She pointed at the sky outside, and Ling looked over in confusion.

William pointed at the ground. “Earth!”

Amelia patted herself. “Person!”

Ling’s eyes flickered.

Mrs. Walton looked. Sure, it worked! She pointed at Ling, then at herself, then at George. “You, me, him.”

Ling looked at Mrs. Walton blankly. Mrs. Walton taught patiently, “You, me, him. You follow me and say, you, me, him ”

Ling hesitated and her lips moved. This made everyone even happier.

Finally, as everyone held their breaths and focused, Ling squeezed out a word, “Me ”

William and Amelia jumped up in joy!

Amelia: “Eldest Aunt can speak!”

William: “My mother is so smart!”

Mrs Walton struck while the iron was hot. “Go on, you, me, him ”

Ling’s lips moved slightly. “You  me  me ”

Everyone looked at her expectantly.

Ling: “You  me  F*ck ” She seemed to feel that she had said the right thing and repeated, “F*ck!”

Mrs. Walton was stunned. “F*ck?”

William’s smile froze on his face  F*ck?!